Marvel's Fantasia

Another day passed, and after Cynthia successfully finished her work tonight, she packed up and prepared to go back.

Walking on the street, Cynthia felt someone following her.

She didn't do anything else, but walked forward as usual.

Cynthia turned a street corner, and the people behind hurriedly followed her.

"Luna?! Why are you?" Cynthia looked at the person in front of her in surprise, she thought it was some drunk man.

Seeing the embarrassment on Luna's face, Cynthia thought for a while and asked, "Is there something you want from me?"

Looking at Cynthia's face, Luna hesitated for a moment, and said, "Cynthia, do you hate me?"

Cynthia: "No, why do you think so?"

"But," Luna frowned, "I think you're avoiding me."

Cynthia: "There is no such thing, this should be your illusion."

Seeing Cynthia's perfunctory, Luna directly expressed her doubts: "Then why do you rarely reply when I send you messages, and you always refuse when I want to send you home? You seem to be alienated from me for more than a month a lot of?"

Cynthia opened her mouth, but said nothing.

She didn't know how to answer Luna's questions.

Do you want to say that I know you like me, but I don't like you?Does this make her seem too narcissistic?After all, Luna has no memory of that night.

Seeing that Cynthia was silent, Luna continued to ask, "Did you know?"

Cynthia was at a loss: "Know what?"

Luna: "You know, I like you!"

Cynthia: "..."

What is her response? !It won't be like that night again, will it? !

Seeing Cynthia reach out to cover her face, Luna frowned, and leaned closer to the girl: "Cynthia, I..."

wtf!Don't come here! ! !Cynthia screamed frantically in her heart.

Seeing that Luna grabbed her right wrist, Cynthia planned to knock her unconscious first.

Suddenly, a hand appeared beside Luna's wrist, making her let go in pain.

Looking at the silver-haired man who suddenly appeared, Luna frowned and shook off his hand, asking, "Who are you?"

Cynthia: "Pete? Why are you here?"

Luna turned to look at Cynthia: "Do you know each other?"

Cynthia: "ah, he's my friend's brother, he's..." Fool.

Cynthia didn't finish her sentence, but was interrupted by Pietro in his arms. He guessed that Cynthia couldn't say anything good to introduce him, so he simply told her to shut up.

Pietro: "I'm her boyfriend."

Cynthia looked at Pietro with a look of "Are you sick?", trying to push him away.

Pietro bowed his head and bit her ear: "I'm helping you, don't you want to be pestered by her?"

Cynthia rolled her eyes and pushed him away: "I don't need such help, I can solve it myself."

Then, she turned to look at Luna: "Luna, we are just friends, and only friends, do you understand?"

Luna looked at the seriousness of the girl and nodded: "I see, thank you for reminding me."

Watching Luna walk away, Cynthia looked back at Pietro: "Why are you here, Wanda?"

Pietro: "How do I know where she is?"

After they came to New York today, Wanda had influenced Pietro's mind again, and he was looking for her now.

Cynthia: "Won't you call her?"

"Her phone is here." He said, and he took out two mobile phones from his pocket.

Cynthia: "..."

The two looked at each other for a long while and remained silent.

Just when Cynthia was about to leave, Pietro said: "How did you see me?"

Pietro has always remembered this incident.He found that Cynthia was not a person with speed ability, but he could see himself moving at high speed, and he needed to figure it out.

Cynthia: "With your eyes."

Pietro was already immune to the mentally retarded eyes of the other party.He tried to make Cynthia understand what he was saying: "I mean, what do I look like to you?"

Cynthia took a closer look: "Silver hair, silver pupils, um, very special, generally speaking, you are quite handsome."

"Thank you, thank you. You are beautiful too. Your hair color matches mine." Hearing Cynthia's praise, Pietro blushed slightly, and then praised her in turn.

Hearing Pietro's comparison, Cynthia was not happy at all.Blonde and silver hair?She only thought of King Golden Horn and King Silver Horn in Journey to the West.

Thinking of the ugly looks of those two great kings, Cynthia couldn't help trembling, shook her head, and got rid of this strange thought.

Pietro saw that Cynthia seemed unhappy, and wondered what strange things she thought of.

But he still remembered the topic just now: "I mean, can you see the way I move?"

Cynthia didn't quite understand what Pietro was asking, so she asked, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Pietro was also a little crazy, he didn't know how to ask Cynthia.Simply smashing the can and smashing: "Are you a person with speed ability? Or a person with eye mutation ability?"

Cynthia: Why can't I understand what he's talking about.

Seeing her bewildered look, Pietro guessed whether the other party didn't know how to use her abilities.

He thought for a while, and said: "In this way, from now on, your eyes will follow me, and you will look wherever I go, is that okay?"

Cynthia nodded in agreement, she also wanted to understand what the other party said.

Then, Pietro activated his ability and ran on the street, and Cynthia's head kept turning as he moved.

Pietro returned to Cynthia and asked, "What did you just see?"

"I saw you running from one side to the wall, and then the other side," Cynthia pointed at the place she had seen, "I took that man's cigarette away and threw it on the ground, and knocked off that policeman's hat." ..."

After listening to her detailed narration, Pietro's eyes lit up: "So what do you want to ask?"

Cynthia: "I just want to ask you, how did you live so long without being beaten to death?"

Pietro: "..."

After doing so many shameless things, those people didn't seem to see him, as if the wind was playing a prank.Wait, speed?

Cynthia seemed to understand what Pietro wanted to express.She thought for a while, took out her phone and turned on the timer: "Now you run from here to the end of the street, and then back, one, two, three, start!"

Pietro ran at the sound, and Cynthia looked down at the stopwatch, a second...huh?How do you have a pair of shoes?She looked up and frowned: "Did you come back without running?"

Pietro is innocent: "I ran away! Look, this is a photo I took."

Cynthia looked down and saw that the photo was of herself the size of an ant, and it was taken a second ago.

Pietro: "Actually, if it weren't for waiting for the phone to take pictures and respond, I would have been back a long time ago."

Cynthia: "...Oh."